I Just Want To Be Quiet

"It seems that if you want to do any tasks in the future, you have to set aside three days and not enter the'little free day'."

"In this way, in the event of an accident, I can safely escape into it."

"Now, you can start practicing..."

"I practiced [True Eternal Fire] last time, but it will take a long time to realize the magical powers."

"On the contrary, my cultivation base is already at the peak of the middle stage of the transformation, and I will break through the late stage of the transformation, and I will be faster than the magical powers of the [Eternal Fire True Art]."

"Now, breakthrough is the most important thing!"

Thinking of this, Peiling suddenly decided to practice [Blood Sword True Understanding] first.

So, he called out the Qi Ling, and exhorted: "Senior'punish evil', if my cultivation base breaks through the late stage of transformation, I stand up inexplicably, then immediately attack me and start lightly."

After all, every time he breaks through his realm now, the system will give him a gift of Taoist companion for free.

In this "little free sky", only one candidate for the Taoist couple met the conditions, and the system had already given it away, so there was no need to worry about it.

It's just that he now brought in [Zhu Evil Banner] too.

The system won't even let go of the corpse. What if you give him a Qi Ling?

At this time, Qi Ling said blankly: "Okay."

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and then silently said in her heart: "System, I want to practice. One-click hosting [Blood Knife True Solution]..."

"Dingdong! The intelligent comprehension system is here to serve you wholeheartedly! One-click hosting, smart upgrades! Now start hosting training, intimate reminder: During the training, the host will lose control of the body, please don't panic..."

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Yuzhou battlefield.

On a hill, the original dense vegetation has long since disappeared. Everywhere in the scorched earth, the **** breath, mixed with the movement of fighting methods, spread far away.

Several disciples dressed in blue robes with a pure and pure aura, offering their magic weapons and pinching their hands, are besieging a white-robed and golden-crowned Tiansheng Sect monk, who is handsome in appearance and tall in stature, which is the true teaching of Tianshengjiao. Huo Fei.

Between Huo Fei's wave of his hands, blood filled the sky, and **** hands and **** footprints continued to appear, crawling from the void towards the righteous disciples.

"Momen thief, so courageous!" Seeing that the **** hands and **** footprints are very young, it is clear that they are only babies. The righteous monk became more and more angry, and the leading Shang Fufeng threw out the folding fan in his hand. Yi, headed down towards Huo Fei.

Huo Fei sensed his aura and didn't dare to hold on, so he quickly stepped aside.

After a while, not long after the fight, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. Seeing that the defeat had already appeared, he no longer hesitated. The jewel between his brows burned, his speed skyrocketed, and he fled immediately.

"Pseudo-way running dogs, if you don't obey God's will, there will be disasters! This seat will take a step first, and when we turn around, we will make blood sacrifices to the upper and lower levels of Youzhou, and take you and other relatives to make blood food!"

His body turned into a **** light and went away, but his bitter voice still echoed on the hills for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the righteous disciples did not continue to chase them. Even Shang Fufeng's expression changed for a moment. In the end, he just put away the folding fan, and said in a deep voice, "Go, go and see the nearby villages, if there are any surviving creatures."

Their mission is not to kill the enemy, but to rescue the ordinary creatures here.

"Senior Brother Shang, there have been fewer and fewer demonic cultivators who have come to attack the city recently. It seems that the devil's reversal is not long-lasting." Upon seeing this, a female cultivator spoke softly and comforted.

Upon hearing this, another male Xiu said: "It is said that Wushi Villa has been retreating these days, and I don't know what happened."

The female monk: "No matter what happens, without Wushi Villa charging forward, the magic gate will not last long."

A cultivator who seemed the youngest looked around the mess, sighed lightly, and said, "This is very good. This war will end soon, and all beings will no longer have to suffer from this many sufferings."

As they spoke, they had already used their escape methods and began to inspect every inch...

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Jizhou.

Ning Wuye stood in the air with a white robe and bamboo crown, without any expression on his face.

Three thousand miles of heaven and earth, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, as dense as a few knots.

Everything in the eye is nothing but powder.

The original landforms, grass and trees, houses, rivers, mountains... everything has disappeared.

Only the majestic sword intent and raging magic power filled the whole world.

But right now, the sword intent is unmatched, and the magic power that was originally competing with each other is being continuously swallowed, eroded, and smashed...

In the center of the battlefield, a monk wearing a gray robe with an evil and treacherous aura stood proudly, with a glazed tower hanging from his waist, which is the status symbol of the elder of the Samsara tower.

The two sides confronted each other far away.

After a while, a blood stain appeared from the front of the forehead to the chin of the elder of the Samsara Tower.

The blood stain continued to extend and expand, and soon, it quickly spread across the head, along the neck and toward the chest cavity.

Accompanied by the sour sound of bones and flesh splitting, the blood stains became thicker and thicker, and the gurgling blood splashed...Finally, his entire Dao body fell to both sides, his internal organs were spilled on the ground, and the corpse was in half!

At the same time, the soul in the Taoist body quickly dissipated, but there was no chance to escape.

In the air, Ning Wuye stretched out his hand calmly, and a bit of cold light flew in front of him like electricity.

After finishing the robes, Jianzi looked around and sighed slightly.

After returning from the Eternal Night Desert, he quickly broke through the Nine Tribulations Transformation God in the secret of the Dark Dark Sword Sect. After that, he enlightened the sword for half a year. After this elder of the Samsara Tower, after a great battle, with the life of the other party, he used the life of the opponent to open the blade for his own destiny after entering the stage of transforming the gods.

However, at this moment, he did not have the joy of defeating the older generation of Gods, his bones were exposed in the wild, and there was no **** crowing in a thousand miles... Such tragedy face to face, it really made any righteous monk who witnessed it, the compassion was unspeakable.

Just when Ning Wuye was planning to leave here and look for traces of magic repair elsewhere, a sword light whizzed out of the sky, and immediately arrived not far away. The sword light dissipated, revealing a person wearing a red robe and being covered The slapped monk, his sword intent was awful, and he was carrying a jet-black long sword. When he looked around, there seemed to be a sheathed sharp blade in his eyes, which was fascinating.

Ning Wuye immediately stepped forward to salute: "The disciple pays homage to Old Ancestor Du."

The visitor Du Fujing is one of the ancestors of the Sword Sect of Han's Darkness. At the beginning, the Five Sects of the Right Path were invited to the Sect of Chongming to participate in the ceremony of the newly promoted Sacred Son. He was the ancestor of the Sword Sect's follow-up ceremony.

Looking at Ning Wuye at this moment, he nodded slightly, and immediately said, "The war is about to end, and the Grand Master'Cheng Rong' will leave the customs. Now, follow me to visit the Grand Master immediately."

"The Patriarch needs to know what happened in the desert of Eternal Night half a year ago."

The war will end soon?

Patriarch's exit?

Ning Wuye was startled, and quickly recovered, and quickly replied: "Yes!"

Du Fujing said: "Follow me."

Before the words fell, the sword light regained, and he had already shot towards the sky when he came.

Ning Wuye nodded, immediately used his sword to escape, and followed closely, but he felt very regretful in his heart.

When he left the customs this time, he wanted to challenge Pei Ling, who was transformed into the God of Myriad Tribulations. He hoped that after meeting the Patriarch, he would still have time...